Tekstovi: Paris. Warning.

Yo a sissy cop in the hood
Shakin' a brother down, thinkin' he ain't no good
What's your name, what you standin' here for?
Thought I told ya not to come around no more

Man I wasn't doin' nuttin' why ya fuckin' with me?
Shut up punk don't question authority
Up against the wall hands in the air
Just wants the punk to fear

Right about then mo' suckaz came around
Put the young brother into the ground
Hollerin', talkin' that ignorant bullshit
Grabbin' his arm, tryin' to break his wrist

A goddamn shame and he's only thirteen
Five to one is a pussy's dream
But yo man I ain't goin' out like that
Young G to the house and get the gat

Then boom, boom, boom now shit is equalized
Will when you suckaz realize?
Black people simply ain't havin' that
We just hit back